❤ Protected By A Wolf ❤

Chapter 1

I could tell there was something wrong with me when I turned 12 I was different. I wasn't like most girls my age, I didn't want a boyfriend I didn't want anything to do with makeup or nail painting or dresses , It became more and more difficult for me to get friends, I loved outdoors and sleeping in tents in the woods, while all the other girls would say 'Ew that's gross, I'd hate to be in the middle of the woods surrounded by filthy animals carrying diseases' I hated when they would say that it was the worst feeling ever for me.  I also never realized it before but I wasn't the only one who had something wrong with me, It became more and more clear to me as I grew older. My parents always acted a little weirder than most parents, they would always keep secrets from me, They would randomly leave sometimes and leave me at home for a week with 200$. As I got older I would eavesdrop on my parents... Moments after I approached the door they would always start speaking in a more hushed tone. I know that probably was a little bit invasive of their privacy, but they always seemed to be talking about me. I grew older and wondered why they would always hide stuff from me, I'm sure that they will tell me tons about it all sometime soon..

"Shes getting older, she'll figure it out soon, we have to tell her" My father would say "He's been waiting a long time you know"

"I know it's just I don't know how she will react... It's not normal" She responds in a hushed tone. I guess if they actually needed to tell me something then they would just tell me... I'm sure its nothing to important anyways.

My names Emma, I'm 15 now and life's took a turn for the worst.

My eyes open slowly to reveal a dark room, the only light coming from the moon and all the stars in the sky. It's freezing in here. I tug the blanket over my face as I reach out of my blanket to grab my brand new Iphone 9c. I check the time on my phone the screen reads 1:21. I sigh as I place my phone back on my side table. I close my eyes, then I hear the quiet sound of someone walking up the stairs. My eyes slowly adjust to the darkness, I walk across my creaky bedroom floor and glance out into the hallway. Nobody's there...

"Mom? Dad?" I call out, I know I heard something! usually they would answer if they were awake, but there is no response just the quiet ticking of the large oak grandfather clock downstairs, I can even hear the sound of the footprints anymore but that's okay. I shrug and decide I will get a midnight snack or go back to bed, I decide to grab a snack but first I need my sweater, quickly I head back to my bedroom and flick on my light to find a sweater and some slippers, I grab my phone as I walk by my bed. I head down the dark corridor and over to the stairs. My left hand grasping my phone and I rest my right hand on the oak railing. I slowly step down the stairs, almost tripping on the last step. I turn to my left to enter the kitchen and a cold chill runs down my spine, I shiver and continue walking towards the fridge. Then my head starts spinning, I lean on the counter to keep me from falling over and I shake my head. I hear a muffled scream followed by my father yelling my name from upstairs and walk over my body swaying as I try to get a hold of myself, before I can reach the hallway My vision goes black and I drop to the cold wooden floor, my body goes limp, lifeless...